We do a lot of office murals. Research shows* that people looking at images of nature, get almost the same therapeutic benefit as people actually being in nature. It’s no surprise we supply a lot of murals to the health sector, but some smart clients are catching on in the work place too. A few examples below:

Office mural

Office murals

You should consider using us for large murals as we’ve always invested in making the largest image and panorama files possible. Many of our files are over 1Gb in size, and panorama files are made from multiple files professionally stitched together (other sources often derive from heavily cropping and then enlarging – a crazy bad double down image deterioration).

We work with some of the best in the industry to create and output the best possible murals. We pride ourselves on the quality of the final product, and will work with you to navigate dimensions, ratios, cropping, dpi, colour matching etc, normally at no extra cost, to get the best outcomes. Drop us a line sometime.

Update: just seen a new install of very large murals into the Greater Wellington Regional Council offices. Kerri worked closely to get the right images to represent the region, but importantly, massive high quality files that would reproduce in a quality way at close viewing distances. The Wellington-Tararua Range image is stunning in detail – the benefit of multiple medium format digital SLR frames professionally joined. Have a look:

Back in 1999, as a young keen photog working on my first book, I wrote to Doug Kidd (Speaker of the House of Representatives) seeking permission to photograph MP’s sitting.

I had to don suit and tie to drag camera equipment and tripods into the Speaker’s Gallery. Some Minister’s of Parliament played up to the obvious arrival of a photographer. I also carried a heavy bag of medium format Bronica equipment, on which this photo was taken. BUT, then an event that still haunts me today happened…..

The Day I nearly accidentally sconed Winston Peters. The year was 1999.

As I finished and turned to leave, I shouldered my heavy medium format camera bag. The shoulder strap ripped off and the bag landed heavily on the handrail, teetering, before falling forwards to my feet. It could’ve gone the other way, and fallen 20 feet onto Winston Peters. It would have sconed him and probably made a thorough job of it. My blood ran cold as I headed off.

I sometimes wonder how things could’ve been different today. OSH hadn’t taken root then, so accidents were still happening in NZ; some could have even seen this as a good accident. One thing for sure would’ve been the publicity my book could’ve got – ‘the book that floored Winston’.